The winds were such that we could raise both sails at the dock, Les gave us a push and off we went. Modesty prevents me from saying too much about our sailing capabilities – let's just say – we were awesome, especially with Chris at the helm. Gerry showed up, wanting to be captain on his boat (instead of crew on Les') and asked to be picked up at the launch ramp which we did, first try, with no incident, no scratches and no one fell in. Some day we might even take off and come in on our own – stranger things have happened.

And later that day......
Since Chris missed the maiden voyage we all jumped (for some literally – ever so graceful Les) on the Bayfield and took her out for a little spin. It wasn't Les's day, first he has to take a flying leap after pushing us off and drag himself over the taffrail and then despite the impossibly high freeboard Gerry manages to heel us over so far that Les actually got wet.

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